The Rebirth of the Last Days and Return to [Fang] Hao

A third-level zombie with wind powers, it "flyed" down from the top of a certain high oil tank, with an arm stretched out in front of it, like the tip of a sharp sword stabbed at itself!

After making a quick judgment in his mind, He Zizhong subconsciously took his left foot as the axis, and at the moment the third-level zombie "flyed", he supported his right foot, turned in a circle, and let go of the "sharp sword". Sword tip!

The golden abilities applied a layer of bright gold to the dog|leg|knife that appeared out of thin air, and with a sound of "chih-", he used the force of the flying zombie to forcibly split it in two from the middle. half! !

"Boom, boom" twice, the zombies that were divided into two halves landed one after another.

He Zizhong still stood on the spot, the pale gold color on the knife in his hand gradually disappeared, and his forehead was full of cold sweat that came out of hindsight. For a while, he could only stand on the spot and gasp, looking a little blankly. Looking at the corpse of the zombie that was split in half.

Although this scene happened very quickly, it only took a few seconds before and after, but these short seconds have concentrated almost all of his mental power and all his strength. Now it ends abruptly, and instead makes the body The tension and exhaustion all evaporated in an instant.

"Puff, puff", since the upgrade of the space, Tuanzi seems to have no interest in the secondary crystal nucleus. Even if it is placed in front of it, the elderly will ignore it, like a very picky eater.

But now, when the zombie was cut open by He Zizhong, the tuanzi who found the new snack bounced over with joy and happily started the activity of "digging crystal cores and eating snacks".

Supporting his hands on his knees, He Zizhong took a few deep breaths before stabilizing his beating heart, and raised his head again to look around. That "feeling" was gone, only the corpses of the killed third-level zombies fell to the ground.

The speed of the third-level wind type zombies is faster than the second-level speed type zombies. He Zizhong has not encountered wind type zombies before, so he does not know what the second-level wind type zombies look like. What is the abilities of level zombies. But now this third-level zombies attacked too fast just now, so fast that they only had one move, and one of them died directly, so that he had no chance to study it now.

However, from the appearance point of view, the appearance of the third-level zombies is thinner than the appearance of the second-level zombies. It seems that this third-level figure is not too bloated because of the wind power. The zombies are full of dark "skin". Every piece of skin is tight and full of strength like tendons. But its appearance can hardly find any "human" appearance, the facial features are blurred into one piece, and the two eyes are very large, but they are so dark as the color of the skin, and there is no white eyes at all. The nose and lips were so lightened that they were almost invisible. The nose is just two lines, and there is a slight bulge at the tip of the nose. There is no protrusion at all on the lips, only a line can be seen from the front.

After slightly observing the appearance of this zombie, He Zizhong confirmed that there were no other third-level zombies nearby, but when he wanted to find the trail of the dumpling, he found that the dumpling was gone.

Over the space, a white light burst from the dumpling body. He Zizhong, who was under the dumplings, looked up at the appearance of the tuan adults eating.

You know, when the classmate Tuanzi can eat the second-level zombie crystal nucleus, the couple of He Zizhong have not even seen the appearance of a second-level crystal nucleus! It wasn't until his old man was upgraded that the young couple was able to confirm-it turned out that the crystal nucleus was indeed colored when it was upgraded to the second level, and it was indeed much larger than the first level crystal nucleus.

But now...

He Zi sighed heavily when he saw that the dumpling was so comfortable that his whole body was trembling and bursting with "light". He estimated that before the dumpling was upgraded to the fourth level, he would never want to see the true face of the third-level crystal nucleus. .

"I am full?"

The meaty dumpling nodded comfortably in his arms.

"Take me back to my mother."

Tuanzi was shaking with a beeping flesh, and a flash brought He Zi back to the carriage of the knight fifteen.

"Got it?" Because the time for the third-level zombie and He Zi to replay was too short, He Zizhong saved time when he first collected the oil tank, so Fang Hao didn't wait long before they came back.

He Zi opened his mouth again and it broke...forgot to put the oil tank back!

The goal of the oil tank is too big. He originally wanted to return to the space to try if he could put the oil alone in the space to see if it would have any effect. As a result, he encountered Level 3 zombies and the dumplings. Space eats crystal nuclei, and he has forgotten this plan after being disturbed by these few things!

If the team goes back this way, you will definitely be able to see that a few large tanks are missing!

"What's wrong?" Fang Hao asked in a low voice with some worry.

He Zizhong looked at him, coughed, and told him his plan, and then the two of them looked down at the dumpling who was acting like a baby in Fang Hao's arms-this guy has already come back, now let him hurry back overnight?

Tuanzi, who has consciously been abused many times, is determined not to buy it this time. It has already brought Baba to that place. Why should he go back now? Why are they stupid and let themselves go?

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Confirming that even if he used his legs to run the road that night, He Zizhong would never be able to go back. Fang Hao thoughtfully persuaded him: “It’s really impossible to wait until we go back to think of a way. Let’s try if we can take the liquid on the road. Put it directly in the space, and you can see on the road whether the released liquid will affect other things."

"...Now it can only do this." He Zizhong had no other way at this time. Fang Hao's opinion was correct, although the lower space had a relatively static effect, but they had never put liquid directly in. I don’t know if gasoline, which is volatile, will affect other things. Even if you can't see anything in a short period of time, what if the time has an impact?

The two discussed it, and decided to use a bottle of mineral water to put it in a certain part of the space, let the water droplets spread in a designated area, and decided to wait a few days to see if it would decrease.

Early in the morning, the team embarked on the journey again, and the group marched toward the northwest.

The population density in the northwest is much lower than that in the east and south, but at this time everyone seems to find that there are not many zombies here.

Some people fled after the end of the world. Some people think that the population density in the western region is low, so the number of zombies will be small, so they gave up the idea of ​​hiding in the base at the beginning and ran directly to the west to escape.

However, there are still few zombies, especially the emergence of second-level zombies is actually much faster than people's expectations. With some special circumstances and the existence of mutated plants, those who run into open areas have nowhere. Can be hidden.

"There is something." He Zizhong felt that in the past two days he had a tendency to get closer to the magic stick. Before when he was in the base, he did not have any obvious feelings. Now once he has reached a relatively open area, he has this kind of "perception". Instead, the ability burst out all at once.

It's a pity that he hasn't figured out whether this ability is caused by the wind power or the gold power, or what does it have to do with the internal power he has practiced?

Although He Zizhong intuitively felt that this was more like a supernatural cause, but how to improve it has not yet been discovered. But this does not prevent him from using this "feeling".

Fang Hao knew that He Zizhong had killed a third-level zombie alone in the refinery before, but because he had not seen it with his own eyes, he thought that when He Zizhong killed the third-level zombies just like he killed the second-level zombies before. The same. Now, after hearing his words, he immediately increased his vigilance and carefully observed the surrounding night.

Tonight, the two of them are responsible for the vigil. Of course, there are others who are responsible for the vigil at the same time, but each team is responsible for different directions. He Zizhong and the two are in charge of one direction. They are not the reincarnation people but two other teams with a smaller number, and there are also some soldiers.

"There are a lot of...mutant animals!" He Zizhong found that the number of those "things" didn't seem to be too small, and his expression became serious.

This is the second time the two of them have participated in the night watch mission. The last time they sat on the roof of the car, occasionally a few zombies came over and were "poked" to death by He Zizhong with a toothpick, but it didn't seem that way tonight. calm.

"Which direction?" Fang Hao asked quickly. They didn't encounter many mutant animals before, but most of the few times they were troublesome-mutant animals or zombies had more actions than zombies. Be flexible.

He Zizhong pointed in a certain direction, it was not the direction the two were defending, and the distance between those things was not too close, but...

He Zizhong picked up the walkie-talkie. If there are too many mutated animals and zombies, even He Zizhong will not be able to get out of the whole body. If you don’t prepare well in advance, the team will suffer a big loss. .

"Something is coming at ten o'clock!"

"what? What??"

"Ten o'clock? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

"Who is talking nonsense? Why didn't I see anything..."

There was a mess of dialogue from the walkie-talkie. After these days of marching, many supernaturalists' combat abilities were ignored, but their temper and arrogance were definitely good. This point started from the previous base defensive warfare, and has not encountered any great danger along the way since today, but it has made this mentality rise to the climax.

Even the military who went out together this time did not dare to support the members of these various teams to see the problem.

The intercom was still asking in a mess, and the first voice came out again: "Come!"

"Squeak..."

"Boo!"

The sound of gunshots awakened the people in their sleep. People scrambled up from the car and looked out, only to see the gunshots and screams in the direction of ten o'clock.